For many of our residents, Christmas brings painful memories of family relationships that no longer exist. At the Fairbanks Rescue Mission, we do our best to bring comfort and to create a warm, welcoming, family-like atmosphere for our guests through the holidays. Please give and be a part of our residents having a blessed and peaceful Christmas this year. $20 pays for three meals, a hot shower, and a warm bed in a safe environment for one night.
So, this Christmas pay close attention. I’m sure there are drummer boys in your midst. Ones who feel they have nothing to give or that they aren’t good enough, but who still need your loving nod of approval.
I was living in my car, committing passive-aggressive suicide. It was while I was in jail that I realized what could be worse than wanting to die...
Maybe you’re wondering what exciting looks like for us? Bigger, faster, fancier? Awards? Recognition?
The situation didn't immediately change, but I no longer felt alone.
“That would be something very different. You wouldn’t have the violence. You wouldn’t have to call the cops all the time. You wouldn’t have to worry about protecting yourself all the time - especially at nighttime.”
God has taught us, through the way he deals with us, to secure the relationship before addressing the behavior.
Seeing social problems in our community will either cause us to act or become numb to them.
Struggle to move from couch surfing and camping, to sleeping every night in the same bed at the Mission, to having your own bed to sleep in. Struggle to move from existing on the charity of others and odd jobs to supporting yourself. Struggle to move from signing your kids over to their stepmom for one more year to fighting for the right to have them in your life.
“I was locked up in the Fairbanks Correctional Center facing my 5th felony. I had just been extradited from King County Seattle, Washington where I was picked up for my warrant in Alaska. I was at a point in my life where nothing I had tried worked. I was ready for something new..."
Celeste moved here from Anchorage because she had quit one job for a better job, and then the better job was not funded. She had savings and made it through a couple of months, lived with her mom in Anchorage for another couple of months, looking for work all the while, and then moved to Fairbanks at the urging of her sister who lives here.